A Filthy Christmas (Filthy Line #6) - Jaxson Kidman Page 0,44

began to rock her hips, slowly fucking me.

“Look at the tree, Shane,” she whispered. “All those pretty lights. All those pretty colors. Think about all those great Christmas songs. It’s so much fun. Oh, fuck, Shane, it’s so good…”

My hands hurried to move up to her face and I pulled her down to me.

“You’re lucky I love you so much, beauty,” I said.

“Just admit it, Shane. You love Christmas.”

“I love you naked in front of our Christmas tree,” I said. “That’s all you are getting out of me.”

Lita thrust her hips. “Oh, I think I’m getting a lot more than that…”

I gritted my teeth and smiled.

She was right… she was getting a lot more than that…

She was getting the rest of my crazy, rock star life.

22

LITA

On the twenty-third, it was the last day in the studio.

The band had the studio decorated for Christmas in such an obnoxious way, it was impossible not to laugh. They apparently told Toby it was a dress up party because he came dressed as a reindeer.

Full on too.

Antlers. His face painted. A bright red nose.

A reindeer costume…

The second he walked into the studio, he realized the band had set him up.

“Hey, look, Toby’s horny!” Jay called out.

A second later, everyone had their phone out to take pictures.

Even after Toby changed and washed his face, his nose was still red.

That’s when Dex decided to throw it out there that Toby had been going down on someone… during their time of the month…

Shane and I stayed together, sitting on the amps, sipping drinks, flirting, talking and kissing.

Each time we kissed, the band made noises at us.

I got used to it and didn’t really care.

They ordered pizza and booze to be delivered.

When that showed up, a young delivery driver was in complete awe of who he was delivering to.

“Hey, man, want to make a couple hundred bucks?” Sab offered.

“Uh…”

“See that guy over there on the phone?” Sab asked, pointing to Toby.

“Yeah,” the delivery driver said.

“Go give him a wedgie.”

The rest of the band laughed.

“Two hundred,” Reed said. “Right here…”

Reed took money out of his pocket.

“Don’t worry, nothing will happen,” Nash said. “We have your back.”

“Sure,” the delivery driver said.

I shook my head and laughed as the guy snuck up behind Toby.

And he gave him a wedgie.

Toby jumped and screamed and dropped his phone.

He spun around and took a swing at the delivery guy.

The guy jumped back.

Reed hurried to make sure nothing happened.

He gave the guy the money and laughed at Toby.

“Get the fuck out of here!” Toby screamed at the delivery guy.

We all just kept laughing.

After we ate - and drank some more - Nash climbed up on an amp and whistled.

“Quick speech,” he announced.

“Booo!” Jay yelled.

“Show us your tits!” Liv yelled.

Nash lifted his shirt. “Not the same, right? Your turn.”

Liv waved her middle fingers at Nash.

Shane interlocked his fingers with mine and we looked at each other.

“I just wanted to say… thanks for being here,” Nash said. “It’s been a little wild in the studio. We really didn’t have much purpose in here, but it always feels like home. Shane, you saved us with your time in here. You kept us writing, recording, messing with old songs. Helping keep Dex’s spirits up.”

“All the while Candice kept my dick up!” Dex yelled.

Candice buried her face into her hands.

“It’s been a pleasure, Shane,” Nash said. “If we ever need any guitarist, for any reason, you’re our guy. As long as you can peel yourself away from the beautiful and lovely Lita.”

“If they go on tour, she can be my guest,” Abby said.

“Tour?” I asked. “You think Shane and I will be together by then? We’re just fucking around right now. This isn’t serious at all.”

“Nope,” Shane said. “She’s a nice piece of ass.”

“And he’s got a decent cock,” I said.

“Wait,” Shane said. “Decent…?”

“You two can handle that later,” Nash said.

I smiled and batted my eyes at Shane.

Shane stood up and walked me out of the studio.

“I wasn’t done talking,” Nash yelled.

Shane looked back. “You’re drunk and emotional, Nash. I was paid to be here. I’ll be back when you need me. If you keep talking, you’re going to cry. Get off that amp and take your emotions out between Liv’s legs.”

The rest of the band applauded.

Shane dragged me out of the studio and into a dark hallway.

The only light we had was from the Christmas lights flooding out from the studio.

He put me against a wall.

“Something wrong?” I whispered.

“Decent…”

“That got you, huh?”

“I don’t do decent, beauty,” he said.

“So you’re